A/N. YAY! Made it to the tenth chapter! I will be doing the song thing for the rest of my story, as I feel it makes me write better. What do you think? The songs for this chapter are She Will Be Loved by Maroon5 (again), Just A Kiss by Lady Antebellum, and Give Your Heart a Break by Demi Lovato.

"Ziva, that was amazing, I had no idea you could sing like that."

" I have never sang to anyone besides Tali and Jen." Ziva said quietly. "And once in a bar, but that was a few years ago, and I really don't like to talk about it. Besides, I was undercover, so I shouldn't really talk about it anyway? Should I?" Ziva was a nervous mess, and of all things, her eyes just wouldn't shut up. "I am sorry Tony, but it seems that everyone I have sang to, I have had to say goodbye. And they are never the easy goodbyes, they were some of the hardest goodbyes I have ever said.

"We'll, that's okay. I get that. One thing is bugging me though."

"What's that?"

"I didn't know your we're a Swifty."

"A what?"

"A Swifty. When someone likes Taylor Swift, they are a Swifty. Like One Direction and Directioners. The song you were singing was a Taylor Swift song. So therefore, you are a Swifty." Tony managed to say all this with a straight face, but barely.

"Tony, I didn't know the song was by Taylor Swifty, I just heard it on the radio and liked it. I sang it to Jen last time we talked on the phone. She asked me to sing it again, and I did."Ziva was starting to get annoyed by this mans inability to leave something alone, not realizing it was a joke.

"Zee, just chill out a minute, okay? It is fine, I didn't mean to get you upset. Okay? We cool?" After a slight nod from Ziva, he sat down of the couch with Ziva. She shifted closer to him, and leaned slightly into his shoulder, surprising him. "And Ziva, it's Swift, not Swifty." He added quietly, earning him a playful punch on the shoulder.

But he was still reeling, trying to figure out what her leaning into him meant. Was she okay with them dating?

"Ziva, we need to talk. Right now, I just want to talk, and get it all out there, and just have you listen. Then when I'm done, you can talk if you want to, or you can just think, I don't care. But I need to get this out there. Okay?"

Ziva was interested as to what he was wanting to say, though she had a mild idea given the past few days. "Okay, go."

"We'll, lying here with you so close to me, it got me thinking about things. It's hard to fight this 'thing' that I've been feeling for dso long, and I don't know if there mutual, or a one way thing. It's like it gets so hard to breathe when your around. It's like all I can think about is your smile, and the way you do things that I haven't always noticed. Like, I can tell when you blow dry you hair, or when you let it dry naturally. When you blow dry it, it gets more wavy than curly, and I didn't used to notice that." He checked to make sure his listener was still listening.

"I've never really opened up to anyone like this, but it's gotten so hard to hold my walls up with what has happened the last few weeks. We went from sharing things with each other, like my mom and Tali, to the last few days with Jen, and it's just so different now. Like the timing is right for all this to come out, at least between us. But holding you in my arms feels so right, it's feels wrong to keep these feelings from you. I'm not asking for us to rush this, and I don't want anything permanent right now, but I want to get this out there."

He looked down at Ziva, who was obviously deep in thought, and was wondering what she could be so deep in thought about. Was she thinking about the best was to tell him 'no way'? Was she thinking of the best way to pack everything and run with-

"I think," she spoke slowly,"If we give this 'us' thing a little time to develop more with us both aware of each others wanting a, we could come closer to the love we want to find. I agree, my life has never felt so, right. Like it has a meaning that was never there, and I feel it strongest when I'm close, or thinking about you. I don't want to mess this thing up that we have by pushing to hard, but I think with time, it could work." She ended slowly, choosing her words carefully. "I know you have been hurt before, and I believe it was your mother, as you said she was the first woman to break your heart, and I can see that hurt in your eyes, and I promise, I don't want to break your heart. You try to smile and joke and hide the pain, but I can see through that. So lets give us a chance. Please." She was glad to finally get it off her mind, like she was keeping a dark, dirty, big secret. Like there was a light at the end of the tunnel, even if it had a few turns and curves in it.

"I just don't want to hurt you like she hurt me, and I'm scared I will."

"I promise, if you are just yourself, you may annoy me sometimes, but you could never hurt me like that." Ziva looked at the clock. Wow, they had been in here 45 minutes. "Let's go back out with the team. They are probably still waiting, and I don't think Jen wants any more visitors, seeing as she is still nocked out cold."

"Hey!" Said Tony with wide eyes," You got one right!"

"One what right?"

"An American idiom. 'Nocked out cold', You got it right!"

"Cool. So that's one for me, and 27 million for you, right? Guess I gotta start somewhere." They walked out the door quietly to the rest of the team to tell them to go home. They walked closer than before, not enough to raise alarm, but enough to hint towards the conversation they just had.

A/N. Let me know what you think!